# Chapter 11

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Hey its still me for this first part but don't worry I'll send it back to Elias for the end

Gil should write a few of these but he's hard to pin down

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What he said really shook me, but I wouldn't be taking him too lightly, sword in hand and leaning down to face me, his broad helmet casting a shadow over me, I hate when people do that.

“Missy, you'll be in a whole world of hurt if you don't tell me where the Hero is” he curled his other hand into a fist, even through his helmet I could feel his gaze sharpen. Even if he talks super lame he's no less strong… , still I didn't want to give him the time of day, is everyone who wakes up weirdos? The ones in the graveyard seemed to be fine, why did Jupiter get all those ones!?

“I'll kill ya, and I super mean it, maybe ya don't get it” In the blink of an eye… okay maybe not that fast… but very quickly, he swung his strange, long curved sword right through the nearest tree, letting it fall to the ground with a massive thud. All I can say is wow, maybe I should keep him talking I get the feeling he's not actually going to kill me, sure his blade was sharp, and he didn't have any problems with threatening me, but I've begun to understand that the ‘honorable’ types like him wouldn't really hurt a kid.

Having said that I should probably play along for now, cutting a tree quickly wasn't anything special, at least by awakened standards, but I had a sneaking suspicion that he was much stronger than that. He had never tried to launch a sneak attack on us, even after following us for so long, nor tried to hinder our journey, although that could have just been to get closer to Elias.

Let's test the waters ”I know where the Hero is, but let's talk first okay?” maybe I should have put more fear into my voice, maybe I was staking to much into a hunch, but I wanted him to turn his back, to see what kind of magic he would wield…

“It matters not what you say, my will is as true as my blade, you can't stray its path.” Part of me wanted to kick this guy where it hurt, but I knew that would only end badly, without any information and might cause Jupiter some trouble.

By the way I wasn't worried for my own life, Jupiter would protect me I had no doubt in that, even still I would only be a bother if I couldn't handle things on my own, so I decided to persuade. But just in case I activated a bit of magic…

Instantly I felt the stamina drain from my body, I felt like I ran a lap around a city…

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It was like reliving a memory, I was familiar with magic, or at least the spells I had. That was enough, I felt the familiar warm sensation of blood on my back, although I knew it was not real, it brought me comfort, now I was no blood crazed murderer, the memory filled my mind with the bitter cold. It was about survival, the act of hiding in an animals carcass was the only thing Aunty could do live through The Wrath, a disaster that I had only heard about in stories, they say the gods had waged a war against man for ten years and that any area outside of the most fortified cities was wiped off the face of the country. Apparently Jupiter has lived through it, and somewhere along the way that magic Aunty had made its way to me, apparently it was her last wish.

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I knew, that was what made my magic strong Aunty had left her will to me and in turn, wherever she was, she gave it herall to help me. I said under my breath “Mantle…” Cloaked in a coat of blood I got in a lower stance, perhaps the man found it threatening and he tightened the grip on his sword. “At least tell me what you plan to do with him” despite myself I found a cold tone creeping out of my voice, as I held down one lens of my glasses to get a good look at him.

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Instantly I could tell two things, first, he had no souls besides his own, second, that his own soul was leagues more advanced and powerful than the average person, it was painful to look at. You know when you look at the sun for too long and you get a blind spot?, yeah that. It was hard to call it terrifying, but I had only seen this once before in Jupiter, it wasn't reassuring, he had never told me the reason behind it, only that he should know right away should I ever run into another.

It was settled, I would run to Jupiter's side and he would take care of it, that's how it always worked… or at least it should have, there was one problem.

“Europa, is that you? I found the firewood.” Out of the woods came a boy with no sense, one that was reserved but talked out, and every other part mismatched, Elias.

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Elias.

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I'm lost I thought to myself at some point, I knew that finding my way through the forest would be my test, but did they expect me to just… know the way forward? Thinking to myself I looked at the pile of scraps in my hand, it could only be called scraps and not firewood, I had decided on punching a tree down, the results of which did not leave much in the way of clean fragments. Nonetheless it would do the job, maybe I was the same, did Jupiter and Europa intend to punch me into the shape they needed to do their job?, at some level I didn't feel bothered by it, I wouldn't have to worry about my plans for the world. But no, I was told that couldn't happen, that even if I was hammered into shape I would melt back down into my base components, I felt at a loss.

Perhaps it was because he was my hero, but Jupiter always had this air of justness about him, it made following him much easier, but I couldn't help but wonder what gave him such a high perspective. Maybe my screaming curiosity was the reason I could not, in the end, follow orders perfectly. There were always more strengths to a hightened perspective, just take one look at those who have not been stirred to consciousness and you'll see.

Clearing my mind, I also made it to a clearing, no no it must be a coincidence…

“Europa, is that you? I found the firewood”

That's when I saw Eruopa standing there, covered in blood… and a tall man with strange armor pointing his sword at her, before I knew it I was standing between Europa and the man, “Stay back, I'll crush him” I felt the confidence in my words, but it wasn't mine, borrowed power, borrowed feelings, I'm sorry but give me the chance to make use of you.

Weapon, I need a weapon, my body screamed at me, and I decided to listen, I knew there was one voice that could use this. Well, they were now all my voice, through me maybe they weren't really dead, magic…

I rolled my eyes back in my head for a moment, I couldn't use a sword, magic would take the reigns for a moment, but this time I wouldn't let it consume me, if I just told myself that maybe it wouldn't come true. Instead I stretched my soul to every corner of my body, if I got out of control I would shut it all down, that should work.

“Yo Hero man, I'll give you one chance convince me with your blade, if your argument is insufficient I'll snuff your candle.” The man in strange armor spoke, I didn't know what he did to Eruopa while we were separated but she was obviously hurt, I didn't want to listen to a word he said, yet he put them together with such power I felt my hands tremble.

“I'm sorry, I've got the chance to meet my hero myself, I can't die till I get some answers.” So this was why I felt the need for a blade, I had nothing against a weapon, but I had never favored one. ‘When learing its best to start early’, now who had said that to me? That comes after I'm done.

I knew my mind would flood with memories not my own by taking up the magic blade within me. So without missing a beat I slammed both my fists together, slowly ripping them apart, it took all my strength to separate them, but between them came a pitch black pillar with a white flowing cloth obscuring it, a sword about twice the size of Europa was born between my hands, it went by a name, Crownspliter.

This would be my first real fight, I'd pull every bit of knowledge out of this batle I could, ‘learning under pressure might stress you out.’ Who said that again?

“Kensei, that is my name, carve it into your being if you know what's good for ya”

Threatening words would not shake me now, I decided this man was my teacher.

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